This is a song about "Orders"

Sat back as the spectre giving orders to the interceptor thats not the authority

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Because i'll be barking orders like i'm sergeant slaughter,

I'm just a soldier following orders

Whole time, a little more girls

When my critics break down and make amends with my supporters

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

We will reserve and act like waitresses, we'll take orders,

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

I really not scared of nobody, darkc,pardon me,orders dont bark at me,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry